Asya SS : Interview * Part one to five* :) - Page 28

I pressed the car brakes to stop the car as well as my running thoughts about the interview session. I shook my head and kept promising myself that I would never get to meet him again. That thought,it made me sad. But I couldn't possibly point out why?

I pulled the car in the parking lot and entered my office only to meet a very excited Mark waiting for me. Mark was also immensely handsome and was very cordial with me. But then why didn't I feel something for him. Why only him?

"Zoya! You're back? How was the session? Where is the interview? Do give it quickly, Newspaper's head is reputedly asking me." He asked me in a rush.

"Chill Mark, I have recorded the whole interview on my phone, I will now give you the soft copy." I explained him pleasantly while cleaning the mess on my desk.

"I guess it's better we both work on it because we have very less time in our hands." No ways, if he listens my stupid questions, am sure everyday teasing will become his habit.

"It's okay Mark I will do it myself, it's not a very big work you see." I denied him cordially.

"okay, at least let me see how you work, I hope you wouldn't mind that" he said to lighten up his mood and as well as mine, I suppose.

"uh- sure' I said while going through my handbag for my phone. But it seemed like my little quest didn't come to an end. OH shit! I lost my phone!

" Mark!! Mark! I am unable to find my phone" I said panic evident in my voice.

"Then how are we going to submit the interview to the head Zoya?" he asked with a slight hint of irritation as well as anxiety.

"it's okay Mark I remember the interview very well , I will give you the rough draft within an hour and I guess you can edit that" of course how could I forget that interview?! I remember every word of his.

"Be quick!" with that Mark left to his cabin.

I pushed all the thoughts about my lost phone and started typing the interview.

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"Hey Tanveer!' I said while taking a seat next to Tanveer in the cafeteria of our office. Tanveer is my colleague cum best friend. Hailing from the same place we have had a great bonding. She is the only girl who gives me emotional support whenever I miss my family.

"Hi Zoya!" she replied in a very slow voice.

"What happened Tannu?"

"Nothing just tired. ... you tell, how was your day?"

"Good, but I lost my phone" I said dejectedly. Except for losing my phone everything was just perfect today.

"Careless girl, how could u lose it just like that?"

"Dunno yaar, I went for an interview after that I couldn't find it" right? I went for the interview and then couldn't find it, that means I forgot my phone in that office? That means I have to visit that office, again. Allah miyyan why u doing this? You know I don't want to meet him.

"Looks like I forgot my phone in a office I visited today morning" I explained her.

"Bye Zoya darling!" a voice came from my back. I turned to find Mark waving at me. I waved him back with a fake smile.

"He likes you!" Tanveer exclaimed as soon as I started sipping my coffee.

"Huh? No Tanveer!"

"Of course he does, whole office is gossiping that Mark likes Zoya." When did that happen?

"No Tanveer, you people must have misunderstood. Mark and I are just good friends and I don't have any such feelings for him. Even he has never told me."

"Leave it Zoya, time will only answer you."

"Okay then, I have to go to find my lost phone. Take care." I hugged her and left to Dilshad constructions.

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I pressed thirtieth floor button in the lift. Even during the time I was driving I kept assuring myself that Mr. Khan wouldn't be there because his office ends at 8 p.m. and now time was 9 p.m. But still my heart wasn't ready to accept that I wouldn't meet Mr. Khan. What if I meet him again? The thought itself made me shiver with nervousness as well as anxiety. Zoya even if you meet him, just greet him and go away, my mind shouted. No Zoya, try to get more friendly with him, my heart whispered.

My thoughts came to a halt when the lift doors opened to reveal lavish office of DC. There was no one in the office except for one or two sincere employees. My heart rate took another speed as I approached Mr. Khan's room. I slowly peeped inside the room. On finding none in the room I thanked my stars and rushed to search for my phone on the table. I soon found my phone on the edge of the table. Without wasting any time I tried to rush out of the room, but a photo of Mr. Khan caught my attention.

It was a family photo I guessed. Mr. Khan was with two women whom I supposed to be his mother and sister. They looked really cute .At that point of time what I feared came to be true, Mr. Asad Ahmed Khan came to his room.

"Ms. Farooqui, what are you doing here?" he asked me casually. But I was already loss of words when I saw him without his overcoat. He was now in a white shirt with a black tie. Hot guy!

"Uh- Wo actually, I came to take my phone, I forgot it during our interview." I replied hastily. He smiled pleasantly, while giving a understanding nod. He then took his office bag and started packing it.

"Uh- I guess I should keep going."

"Oh wait near the lift Ms. Farooqui; even I am leaving right now. Again it would take time for the lift to return to 30^th floor" he said still packing all his things.

"Oh, sure" I replied and ran out of the room. As I stood before the lift, I kept my hand on my fast-beating heart. He was disturbing me badly. His looks, his talks and his smiles where invading me.

"You know what to do right, so do it quickly." I heard him talking to someone on his phone. As he came and stood beside me, I realized that we were going to be all alone in the lift. Crap!

"Just some office petty issues you see" he said to justify his phone call.

Ping! The lift door opened, he motioned me with his hands to enter first. I obeyed. He entered and pressed round floor button.

"So how did you manage to submit your interview if the recorded file was on your phone" he started the conversation to clear the awkward silence between us.

"Well I managed to remember the whole thing." I replied casually.

"Good" he smirked. His smirks made my heart flop around inside my chest. From the corner of my eyes I looked at him. He was fidgeting with his phone. Just then a thought crossed my mind, what would happen if the lift gets stuck!? Get a grip Zoya; such things happen only in movies.

THUD!

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